No matter how surprised Shungui was, he couldn't show any sign of his face, so he could only go forward and bow.

Prince Fu seemed to be in a very good mood and laughed: "Little Guizi, what? Are you surprised to see this? I happened to have something to report to the emperor and I want to go to the palace with you."

The royal genes are good. Except for a few, ordinary princes and daughters will not look bad. Among the current emperors, Prince Fu is undoubtedly the best-looking, and has a literary elegance and bookish taste in royal nobility. Pan Jiaming, who is younger than the younger generation, is together with Prince Fu, who is not old at all. With his casual and friendly smile, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is like a brother.

Pan Jiaming curled his lips: "What happened to report something? Isn't it just that I want to join in the fun and listen to the story, and I also think that if the emperor rewards me, you can go with one or two antique calligraphy and paintings." He and Prince Fu have always been neither big nor small, not too small, and they are full of complaints when they hear it, but when they see the eyebrows, they are happy and have no repulsion.

"You said you, such a big man, how could you say it casually... to be honest?" Prince Fu raised his majesty and punched Pan Jiaming in the shoulder. "Actually, I want to see you being scolded, it would be even better if I could watch you being beaten. Unfortunately, why did you send things to Beijing quietly? It's really, you are not afraid of others cursing you, hahaha, a little brat, monkey spirit!" At the end of his speech, King Fu couldn't help laughing.

"There's no way," Pan Jiaming shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, smiling like a gangster. "If you are cursed by those people, you won't lose two taels of meat. If you are beaten by the emperor, you will not be able to go out for fun at least ten days or half a month. I'm not stupid. Of course, I'm going to think of the safest way, right?"

"..." Everyone inside and outside the city gate looked at the sky speechlessly. Is this just a matter of less than two taels of meat or can you go out to play? Besides, the important thing is not whether you are stupid or not, but how do you do it well?

Shungui also secretly twitched the corners of his mouth before he said attentively: "That's right, that's right, the emperor praised you as your eldest son, and you are becoming more calmer." What did the emperor say in the original words? In major and important matters, Boy Ming has never disappointed me.

Of course, as the second general manager of the Qianqing Palace brought out by Dafu son himself, Shungui knew very clearly that such words cannot be said in front of outsiders, at least they cannot be said at present. Who is an outsider? Except for the emperor and the queen, the others are outsiders.

With a smile, Pan Jiaming accepted the congratulations that everyone had sincerely or flattered or completely followed the crowd. Pan Jiaming and his party did not dare to delay and rushed to the palace directly. The emperor must have received the news at this time, who dared to let the emperor wait for a long time?

Unexpectedly, the emperor and the empress were really waiting to greet him at the gate of the Qianqing Palace. Behind the empress were there a bunch of princes and daughters who had received the news, including the crown prince, the fourth prince, and the eldest prince Chunxi.

Prince Fu's eyes narrowed for a moment invisible moment, and almost in the blink of an eye, he laughed and said, "I am really attracted by your light today, Boy Ming!" As the emperor's brother, he has been to the Qianqing Palace countless times, and this is the first time he has been welcomed by such a large formation.

No matter how much jokes, Prince Fu is a literati, Qingliu, but he has always abides by etiquette. He stepped forward and carried out the great ceremony of the king and his ministers: "My brother and sister-in-law will meet him for half a month, and the emperor is more and more radiant."

"Hahahaha, my brother is calm," the emperor helped him, and then personally supported Pan Jiaming, who was following Prince Fu, and laughed, "If all the ministers in the court were as strong as boy Ming, I wouldn't be able to be radiant if I didn't want to be radiant."

Prince Fu didn't mind at all, and agreed with an agreement: "The emperor, there should be many people who are so successful, but they must have the blessing of this kid, right? My brother waited in Wangjing County for a day, just to return to Beijing with this brat and get along with his brat to get along with his brat's blessing as soon as possible? Isn't it that I will have the chance to make a contribution next time?"

"Take you down!" The emperor pretended to glar at King Fu, "You only have those antique calligraphy and paintings in your eyes. Are you looking at Boy Ming again?" Who in the palace knows that Prince Ming, who doesn't like reading, is he far less enthusiastic about antique calligraphy and painting than horses, or even hunting dogs. Among the various famous horses and dogs collected in the suburbs of Beijing, the most expensive pure-blooded horse of the Rakshasa Kingdom, and a purebred red mastiff called the Blood Lion, are said to have been given by Prince Fu, all of which are famous products from the nobles of the foreign country, worth a thousand gold or even ten thousand gold. Prince Fu tried his best to collect them just to exchange the antique calligraphy and paintings in Prince Ming's hand, and the name is "Each carrot and vegetables have their own love". Of course, everyone could only roll their eyes secretly when they heard this. Such carrot and vegetables are not affordable!

Prince Fu touched his nose and smiled, "I know me, the emperor brother, who is the emperor. Who makes the emperor brother only care about Boy Ming if he has any good things? Besides, I have never treated this boy badly, right?

"No?" the prince came up to jokingly, unwillingly, "What cousin Ming is most uninterested in antique calligraphy and paintings, probably not as good as his Changsheng General's Big Cricket." In any case, he could not believe that the useless playboy he had determined for nearly ten years could actually conceal the truth and recruit the Eagle Guards, unless the Eagle Guards abandoned the rules set by the ancestors of the Pan family and took the initiative to join Pan Jiaming, just because he was Pan Rubing's son. However, wouldn't such Eagle Guards become a joke? The loyalty and principle of the Secret Guards is obedience, and they have no right to take action.

Pan Jiaming smiled like a slut: "Your Highness is the one who knows me. Who made Prince Fu stingy? The Rakshasa horse like 'Lightning' refused to get another one, which made Your Highness jealous for nothing, hehe."

"Get another one? You kid is really cheap and you are good at it!" Prince Fu laughed in anger and pointed Pan Jiaming a few times with his right index finger, "Your lightning is the best even among the Rakshasa horses. It is said that even the Rakshasa nobles can hardly get one. Do you think it can be picked up all over the ground?"

The emperor also smiled and shook his head: "You only know today? When did he not act like a good reward for my reward? Finally, a sweat-blooded horse caught his eye. A few days later, your Rakshasa horse was caught by your eyes. Hahaha, I simply stopped rewarding it after being picky again."
Chapter completed!